Mike McDonald got into a pre flop raising war with Jean-Noel Thorel and they were now looking at a flop of . Thorel, first to act, was shifting about in his seat, a mass of tics and twitches each as seemingly unreadable as the last. McDonald sat stock still, the Timex unflinching stare boring into Thorel’s soul. Thorel bet 51,000, McDonald stared some more and called. The turn was a . Thorel fidgeted some more but couldn’t find the bet. He checked and when McDonald bet 50,000 Thorel didn’t take too long to fold.